His Destructive, Toxic Love (Jasper and Eliza)

"Mr. Casper," she said, her face calm but with a hint of respect.

He gave her a bland look. "I've been hearing that your performance has been slipping lately."

Hearing? From whom? Nova?

"I'm not sure what you mean by 'slipping,' Mr. Casper. Can you clarify which part of my work is in question?"

"Ms. Nova mentioned that you've been constantly searching for images online for your designs. Are you planning to plagiarize, or are you just out of ideas?"

Eliza was stunned.

Yes, she had searched online, but only for types and details of flowers.

Was that considered plagiarism? Did Nova not understand what it meant? Did Casper not understand either?

"So, Mr. Casper, you tell me, if not floral materials, what should I use as inspiration for my accessory design that features flowers? I think you know that. Nova doesn't have the adequate experience and skills to really understand what makes a good design, nor what materials are beneficial."

Eliza's words caused Casper's expression to darken. "Are you questioning my judgment and choices? Eliza, who gave you that right?"

True, she had no right. She was just stating facts.

there's nothing else, Mr. Casper,

but was stopped by him. "Come with me to the family

Caroline had returned?

had no desire to go to

"I have plans tonight."

"Cancel them."

I decide how to spend my time

into the Welton family. There's a

but to comply with Casper's decision,

picked up his coat and took her

hand away, feeling a wave of

lost his

replied, cool and

the couch and dragged her

onto

knew what he wanted. She also knew he didn't care about propriety. But she

as he unbuttoned his cuffs. "Even if we were in the middle of the street,

his belt and pinned her beneath him, Eliza

a toy for Casper's frustrations... there whenever